Chapter 492 – New Wife
"Are you calm now?" Noah said, his face riddled with scratches, looking at Pale sitting on top of him.
"Do I look calm?" She growled, raising her arms in threatening attempts to continue her scratching session.
"I think you just like being on top of me." Noah grinned, unbothered. "I don't mind, you know. You can just ask n—!"
His words didn't finish as Pale slashed his lips with her sharp nails. His lips were sliced into splintered pieces, blood spraying, but they healed back in a heartbeat.
"I am not your equal." Pale said, her tone like daggers, then slowly got up from Noah, standing beside him and looking down on him with icy eyes. "And you will never be my equal, reality-dweller."
Noah simply shrugged. "That's a talk for another time. So?"
With his elbows pressing against the flat, energy-made surface, Noah pushed himself up, sitting back with his face spotless of any wounds. "Your decision?"
